Feminism Core Sample: new poster available

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Every time I turn around these days, I encounter this wave of angry feminist feeling emanating from Twitter, the internet, my friends. It simultaneously thrills and energizes me, and makes me miserable to realize how much horrible shit still happens all the time to women because they are women. Not like I didn’t realize it before, but day to day awareness of these facts had receded somewhat from my consciousness.

I came of age in the early 90s, which was another period of intense feminist feeling (at least I felt it that it was). I may be wrong, but I feel like feminism and awareness of women’s issues had faded from everyone’s consciousness throughout the ’00s. I remember feeling really alone, thinking and talking about problems women face. Maybe it’s evident from the way I’ve phrased the last couple sentences: I don’t really trust my perceptions about all this: is this just my own awareness ebbing and flowing, or is there something real happening right now? I think and hope the latter. It’s beyond time.

I recently remembered this strip that I did in 2005 for the LA Times. I’ve redrawn a bit of it and added a title. I grew up in the 3rd and 4th tiers, and I feel like we’ve almost reached the bottom tier now—the great unknown. It makes me laugh, and most of you will never have seen it before, so I thought I’d post it here. I’ve also made it available at my new Zazzle store. (along with a mug and a t-shirt version, that have the two tiers above on them). Check it out, and get one for your favorite mouthy female (or male, for that matter).

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Trish Trash avant première: I get to see my new comics 2 months early.

Trish Trash: Rollergirl sur Mars, by Jessica Abel

Trish Trash: Rollergirl sur Mars, by Jessica Abel

Friends, it gives me a lot of pleasure to announce that the first moment I put my hands on a copy of Trish Trash: Rollergirl sur Mars (vol. 1 of 3), I was standing outside a comics museum, watching a roller derby demo. Thomas Ragon, my editor, had put a lot of pressure on the Dargaud studio to get the book printed two months before the official release date, so I could be standing there on the chais Magelis, wiping a light drizzle off the fresh, offset-printing-ink smelling pages. Continue reading

Books and their covers: designing for Trish Trash

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Trish Trash: Rollergirl sur Mars will have its avant-première in a week and a half, which means I’ll finally get to put my hands on the actual cover of this book, that I’ve been working so long and hard on. This is the final cover, the one you’ll see if you get a copy yourself.

Getting to this cover, however, was a long and complicated process. I’ve been working on covers for lots of books lately, sending in rough sketches for Out on the Wire (really rough, not ready for prime time), and trying to come up with covers for all three volumes of Trish Trash: Rollergirl sur Mars now, before the first one is even out.

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GET READY. Trish Trash: Rollergirl sur Mars arrive.

 

Get Ready

Trish Trash: Rollergirl of Mars is coming. Volume 1 on sale January 29 @ FIBD (Festival International de la Bande Dessinée, AKA “the Angoulême festival”.

Dédicace avant première (pre-release signing) at the Librarie de la bande dessinée et l’image, Angoulême 29 Nov.!

 

“authenticity,” expat life, and (not) going native in France

I’m sitting in Paris, in this biodynamic and organic wine bar (Complètement BIO! Pas de sulfites!), having an extra glass of wine just because I’m in town for a meeting and I’m on my own tonight and why not. I’m reading an Aleksandar Hemon article in an old New Yorker, about how he absolutely owned Sarajevo, he felt like the geography of the place was imprinted on his soul. And then he happens to be out of the country when the siege begins, and then he doesn’t go back for 10 years. He’s losing the geography of his youth and unwittingly overwrites it with Chicago, which happens to be the place where I imprinted….

All the places in his story are my places, and at my moment. I might have seen him walking down the street any time. We overlapped five years, years during which he was engaging, and I was disengaging.

And I know its the three glasses of wine, and Hemon is an awesome writer, but I feel absolutely melancholy about what I’ve given up in leaving Chicago. And yet I can’t quite imagine moving back. When I visit, the geography of my youth is gone, only the street grid remains. Which is sort of what he says, too.

And just as I’m thinking, why don’t I have a home with that imprinted geography anymore why did I give that up? I look up and one of the bartenders is animatedly demonstrating how she wants to add a shelf over the back bar to the other one. In Japanese. Because they’re Japanese.

Why did this Japanese couple open a bar in paris? Don’t they miss home? Are they Parisians now? What does that mean? (Parisian? Japanese? Home?)

If you ask, I’ll tell you: you should go live abroad somewhere for a while. I tell this to all my students, and to any young narrative artist who is curious.

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pastel vasco: almond cake with almond-orange cream filling

pastel vasco For the last couple years, I have posted Facebook pix of Matt’s birthday cake, which is always pastel vasco. In response to a few recipe requests, voila, my first cooking post. I didn’t know I’d be posting this, or I’d have made a bunch more food-porny photos. Too late now, it’s all gone!

Pastel vasco, also known as gateau basque, is the national pie/cake of the Basque people in southwest France/northeast Spain. Matt and I first had it (basically everywhere) in San Sebastian/Donostia (that’s the Basque name for the town) in 2006, and Matt fell deeply in love. Me too, although perhaps not as ardently.  Continue reading

The Beautiful Ones

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In 2009, for some reason, Editions Dargaud (my publisher for the Trish Trash project, as well as the French version of Life Sucks) decided to publish an anthology with Arte TV on the subject of… “Summer of the 80s”. The whys of this decision are unknown to me.

Whatever the reason, I took the opportunity to work with Ron Wimberly on a 5-pager, “The Beautiful Ones.” It takes place at First Avenue/7th St. Entry in Minneapolis in 1983.

Ron arrived for a residency at la Maison des Auteurs a few weeks ago, and it’s made me remember this comic, and to hope we do it again!

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Waiting for Douglas Coupland

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One of my more, ahem, opinion-infused “journalistic” comics—about the (non) appearance by Douglas Coupland at a Chicago bookstore. (more…)

Camille Paglia

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Here’s the strip that started it all: “Camille Paglia” is a report on a talk that she gave at the University of Chicago in 1994, and was the first journalistic/researched nonfiction piece I ever did. (more…)

Godzilla

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A report on the 1995 Godzilla Con in suburban Chicago, first published in the NewCity (Chicago). Featuring Very Special Guest Alex Wald! (more…)